Ok, I have to vent!!

Whoever decided that keeping track of TIME is a good thing, really needs to rethink their strategy! Why is it that when you want something SO bad, it takes FOREVER to come, and when you wish something would WAIT, it ALWAYS makes an early bird appearance?! AH!

Staying in Augusta right now is like watching the hands on a clock, watching the paint dry, or watching a pot trying to boil. It is KILLING me! Knowing that Matthew will be coming home sooner rather than later now is pretty much one of the most difficult waits of my life. Of course, it is REALLY tough on him too, but the good thing for him is that he will be on the move shortly to start base jumping to get home. I, on the other hand, sit here and wait wait wait for the ONE phone call that says "I am getting on the plane to come home". Those words are my anticipation for the last 6 months all balled up into one phrase. I am trying to keep from those words ALONE sending me into labor, much less seeing him at the airport!

What people don't understand is that basically I am excited about the baby, I am excited about the apartment, but my TRUEST excitement lays in being able to hug and kiss Matthew again. If EVERYTHING else in the world was to disappear and I had Matthew to love me, I would be the happiest woman alive. Without him, it LITERALLY feels like the world has STOPPED rotating. My life is at a standstill and has been for about 6 months. The only way that I feel like I have accomplished ANYthing is by this growing belly and the constant reassurance our daughter offers every 5 seconds or so.

So, again, to whoever decided keeping track of time was a GOOD idea, think again! I would rather him just WALK in one day and be like "I am home for good!" than to know I still have 4 weeks, then 3 weeks, then 2 weeks.....until that last week, I am waiting....waiting, waiting, WAITING!!!!! I must say of ALL this deployment, these last few weeks will be the toughest. I have basically NOTHING to do because I don't want to get stressed or excited so I try to stay calm and mediocre all day in order to not induce labor. It would be a cryin' shame to go into labor and have the baby THIS close to Matthew coming home!

Ok, well.....I am off my soapbox now. Now I am just STARVING so I think I am going to get Moe's for a BIG OL' BURRITO with some chips! YUMMY! Layla likes Mexican....and Italian, and American, and Chinese, and well....you get the point!

Matthew.....NOW I get what it is like with Ground Hogs day to you, same thing every day and basically just waiting for it to be over. Baby, you are comin' HOME!!!!!!! AHH!!!! I just CAN'T wait to see that smile when you come around the corner at the airport, I better look pretty because it might just be the LAST time you see me pregnant with Layla! Haha, wait.....knock on wood, I want a little time with you all to myself if it can be arranged! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!!! Kisses from your girls!